I went out for dinner tonight with Husband and a friend from New York who happens to be in SF right now. At some point during the delightful evening, I excused myself to use the bathroom, where I learned an important lesson: when the little sign on the bathroom door says you must push the button on the handle in to lock the door, it means it. Sadly, I didn’t notice the sign and only turned the button. As I was in my usual squatting position peeing, my waiter opened the door.
“Aaaarrrgggghhh!” I yelled in surprise. What I should have done next was remain in squat as he shut the door quickly. Unfortunately, what I did was move toward the door in a blind panic, half hunched over, probably giving him a nice view of the ol’ beaver. Ooops.
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